"Is that your Space Button?" Zoe Pierce asked in surprise.
Chase Shaw hummed. He was wearing a gray short-sleeved shirt, which made the pendant stand out.
"Want to see it?" Just as Zoe's curiosity was piqued, Chase Shaw made an offer she found impossible to refuse.
Her eyes darted away for a moment, but ultimately, she couldn't bring herself to lie and say she wasn't interested.
'Come on! This was interstellar armor! Something she'd only ever seen in sci-fi movies, and now! She could see the real thing!'
She nodded cautiously, looking at Chase Shaw with eyes full of hopeful anticipation.
That look on her face...
Chase Shaw chuckled softly, pressing his tongue against the inside of his cheek. He turned, and Zoe heard his raspy, smoky voice say, "Follow me."
Like a mother hen leading her chick, Chase Shaw led Zoe down toward the lower levels of the interstellar airship. When they reached the very bottom, he pressed a button.
